Fourty five Blood diamond(X3) [Intro – Kerser vibe] Yeah, real talk Aussie streets to worldwide History they don’t wanna teach ya Let’s go [Kerser Verse] They never told us in the classroom, always kept it quiet Country built on stolen land, but they want us to deny it First Nations pay the price, but the crown gets the gold Terra nullius, a lie that they sold Two hundred years, but the pain still here Took the kids from the homes, left the families in fear Dreamtime stories, now replaced by the courts Culture in the crosshairs, government reports They gave ‘em poisoned blankets, took the language away Now they wonder why the youth feel lost every day Every inch of this dirt, man, it never was theirs But they rewrite the history, pretend that they care From Redfern to the bush, yo, the scars run deep Got elders on the street, but the PM’s asleep Land back, that’s the fight, but they call it a crime Justice for the mob, yeah, it’s well past time [Hook – Kerser & 50 Cent] Stolen land, can’t erase the truth See the pain in the eyes of the youth Can’t heal the wounds with a sorry and a cheque Real ones know, put some respect Stolen land, can’t erase the truth See the pain in the eyes of the youth Can’t heal the wounds with a sorry and a cheque Real ones know, put some respect [50 Cent Feature Verse] Yeah, I see the struggle, it’s worldwide, kid They took what ain’t theirs, then they lied, kid Told you “move on,” but the trauma’s alive Whole culture under pressure, just tryna survive I’m from a block where they steal, but this here’s much worse Took your pride, took your rights, put your people in the dirt Ain’t no treaty, just a handshake and fake flag It’s like watching Goliath keep robbin’ from the bag Respect to the mob, all the grandmothers cryin’ Tryna pass down the truth, but the system’s still lyin’ From Sydney to the Bronx, yo, the struggle’s the same But you can’t kill the spirit, can’t erase the name So I stand with the people, yeah, the real ones fight If you know about the pain, then you know what’s right History’s written by the hands of the thief But we spit it for the mob, bring the facts to the beat [Hook – Kerser & 50 Cent] Stolen land, can’t erase the truth See the pain in the eyes of the youth Can’t heal the wounds with a sorry and a cheque Real ones know, put some respect Stolen land, can’t erase the truth See the pain in the eyes of the youth Can’t heal the wounds with a sorry and a cheque Real ones know, put some respect Let me know if you want another verse, a more detailed breakdown of historical facts, or a different vibe!

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